VENI VIDI VICI
THREE donkey and three bandits
Since the last blog post Gabriele La Porta I extract this gem (such, At least compared to some 'waste' and certain 'mussel' today): "If we can understand and feel that in this life we \u200b\u200bhave a bond with the infinite, our desires and our attitudes change ... Even in our relationship with other men in the decisive question is whether or not they manifest an infinite. The feeling of the unlimited, however, can only be achieved if we set the maximum. " (Jung)
Talk about in finished and unlimited of" being defined maximum, compared to the finiteness and " bare minimum "of today (and a couple of stone clearance DiPietro - or defrocked / ruthless - and Finian Desafinados - tune, rebels, dancers ...), it would seem out of place. Especially when then, just to strike while the iron (Berluska: more iron than steel) when it is hot (hot ), three votes more (XXX - In the sense of censored), the Toto (with all the appurtenances - pinzillacchere included - see YouTube Toto had said in the Ladies' 3 ratings are important " ) , are celebrating the John Dory (the 'antidipietristi') to the "sense of life." What this then posting three points is not so oversized you find out more geometric (in the sense of 'triangle' maimed) when we reflect on the fact that, in fact, if only two of 'proditores' (Prodi, but there is more: it is remained the 'res', the 'thing' ...) had voted against, falling short of votes to two and add two to berluscones Marluscones, in the end the 'contras' (Bocchino and Pasdaran rouge et noir ) would have won by one vote. As can be seen between the two (number of 'imperfect': dys - disturbance, disruption, disaster, diabolos ...) and the three (number perfect) pitch, slippery, is short.
So, no drama, no pain (like singing Mary J. Blidge), games (of power) are anything but facts. Adda step 'a Nutt ... and move to more general issues, if you you got upset (but not that of 14 is certainly the case), then just delete the'errore' with a sponge ( or rubber) and again: a scoured and forth. The key, as with any project, is to keep the focus (both outside and inside - in the sense of 'fire inside', ie enthusiasm God within you ). What about "meaning of life", "high definition" and "Conversion of emotions," I spilled the first few drops from my What is NLP . Overcoming anxiety, phobias and addictions , then, just to stay in the "creative writing" (and 'conscious'), my short impromptu exercise.
CONVERSION OF EMOTIONS
As you understood, you must first 'use' imagination. You can drive your mind like a machine (of course it is much more), driving in the direction you have chosen and changing it whenever you want. If you want, enter the 'automatic pilot', which, once set, will lead to more functional emotional state right now. That said, we get over why (you need to understand the mechanism generator of phobias, not to resolve them): How to remember Bandler, understanding does not produce change. But little produces the so called 'operant conditioning', that positive reinforcement for behavior 'correct' and a negative behaviors 'unfair': it may go well with the animals, does not work with humans.
You can know well because of your fears and your addiction, you can give him 'Sugar' in front of an elevator and a small electric shock every time you take a cigarette in hand, but difficult to get a result. At this point binge best: smoke ten cigarettes one after the other ...
Exercise of Conversion of emotions
(from negative to positive)
(from negative to positive)
· Think of your own or limiting belief that t'impedisce demotivating to reach your goal (not I can speak in public ... ). Fa 'freeze-frame images of your mental movie will be shown a picture of that limiting belief. Estraine submodalities the visual, auditory and kinesthetic, trying to feel within you all these feelings of discomfort and distress.
· Now think a belief in empowering, reasons you really t'infonde and energy and security (I have only applause! ): 'do here a still-image and extract the submodalities.
· Replace now submodalities of empowering beliefs to those of the limiting belief, or 'copy' the feelings of the first and 'paste them' on the second. Fa 'turn all these feelings inside you, facts' invasion' from them ...
Now, go back to thinking of limiting belief: it will appear totally indifferent (do not feel any more annoyance within you). Now displayed in the best way in which you want to be: live in your film the life you want ...
· Abandoned to the imagination, images, sounds ...
Displaying while, as in a video, ride your convertible black, bordering a beach without end: you glowing eyes, her hair in the wind ...
And then, 'with intensity: this is the day, yes, now ...
· Displayed in your current condition ... then put it out of focus, ago 'means images are increasingly blurred ... and quick steps enters the color film of your life you want. Run, run ... until you reach the black convertible. And we get inside ... and you're not alone! Now you're another!
It 's all with emotion, lighting and coloring your film, magnifying the details and focused on the situation positive. That is, working on submodalities of representational systems (visual brightness, color, size, auditory: speed, pitch, timbre, kinesthetic: weight, forma, intensità…). Ormai sai bene che, ogniqualvolta sei in presenza di una memoria intrusiva o di una situazione fobica (un balcone, se soffri di acrofobia, oppure una piazza vuota – agorafobia – o un ascensore, una gallina… c’è chi ne ha paura), si riattiva il percorso neurale attivatosi la prima volta che ti sei trovato in quella situazione per te traumatica. E sai anche bene che per smorzare le sensazioni fisiche devi lavorare su come ti rappresenti mentalmente la situazione ‘fobica’. A tal proposito, una dritta: come per acquietarti fai l’occhiello pollice-indice con la mano destra, per lavorare sulle submodalità (avvicinare le immagini, aumentare la luminosità o i suoni) use the 'remote control'. It 'like this:
· pass, crawling, your left thumb under the thumb, index, middle, ring and little fingers right when want to 'improve' the contrary (the left index finger touching the right, then, crawling, below, ring, middle, index) when you want to 'reduce' .
'do this' streak' while viewing a situation with a crescendo of emotion. Then, to 'fix' so 'strong', is' the left click (thumb caught between the index and middle). After a while, 'you will see evidence that the ' remote control ' start working ... varying intensity of the modes of perception, or' softening 'or enhancing sounds, colors, feelings ... that is turning the' submodalities' as if I used the television remote control, you can change your moods, and manage emotions.
MEETING THE DARK
It's late the machine has broken down, but the house of Joy is located in the center.
Me I can walk. Me slam of the jeeps and SUVs - but pardon the cabrio, strictly black. Moreover, in the words of the Verasani Quo vadis, baby? "... Where are the Range Rover can not be a great thirst for knowledge."
The wind is whistling on the skin. Raindrops m'imperlano face: the snow melted from the fire flares up inside me. get a move on. It's my first time and I can not delay. The atmosphere is novel. tinged noir. V'intingo the pen of my thoughts - those after the last chat - and mentally rewrite the last words of joy: "I'll wait until midnight, the right time to move from words to deeds."
A sketch of a puddle, a horn, two items that argument. Raw return to reality. I pity engulfs the porch, the moon bends, bends maliciously - to Toto -, tries to slip in the covered walkway. You bang your head (it's a full moon), attempts to shed light, but there's no need: they are around a fire.
"Tonight I will train my lips to smile and then I'll have to think about brushing my teeth until his death." A thought (a) mad at Piero Ciampi attacks me. Disarray, another accomplice puddle hiring a brief struggle with my brain flue, stumble but shot straight. I put my mind to the kennel and go on. No faces, no feet, only shadows. Night Amber: a cocotte whispers something, transex a wobbly over heels madly in silicone, but I bulldozing over both.
chute at breakneck sull'impalpabile veil of paved, spy around: I'm alone again, everything else is boring. It's drizzling, are disarmed, another prodigal porch greets me in her womb, but I just titillates. It will be for next time.
A quarter to midnight. The city is all dark-colored lights and orange - I feel the fragrance. Nothing else, only the night air and smell of smoke. And the stars. squeeze the rain, under the arcades not need it, pull up the collar - the ubiquitous black leather jacket ... para to Lou Reed - and file away next to faceless faces.
Asfalto bagnato. Fischia il vento – e mi gorgoglia il ventre: sono a digiuno. La città mi scivola accanto, sopra, sotto… Ma sento qualcosa d’incombente: c’è qualcosa nell’aria. Lascio il Fight Club dei sogni, allungo ancora il passo, scavalcando il tempo, dondolo ondeggio sbando scivolo . Suoni sincopati e barriti alla Miles Davis mi inseguono, sbucati da chissà dove: mi sento come un ‘miles gloriosus’ nella giungla urbana. Ma sono solo un tassello nel suo patchwork di stoffe e colori, nella jam-session di suoni, parole, fiati, sussurri, bisbigli.
Tutto il mondo dorme. Breath to open the solar plexus, I charge by looking at the full moon and I detoxifies inhaling the dust of stars. "moans in the distance a vacuum cleaner."
Three minutes to midnight. They are on time. Bumps into a guy. The lover - tacking the gonzo - look at me, Caracalla, shoots an arrow: slat, the dart falls limp. I look at him, regardless, the lightning. Throw in the towel. He hurried away, almost tripping over himself, fades into darkness.
midnight. Squeeze the intercom (night Clockwork Orange? ). There is no need, she's behind the door. I open it with levity circumspect, almost like a secret treasure chest. Tattoo without taboos. Our lips intersect, glues, heal each blank. Atmosphere of the Song of Songs: Your lips are like a scarlet thread, your mouth is lovely your cheeks behind your veil are like a piece of pomegranate.
later. You do not need password. In any case, I know: rear view mirrors - but it's just to play. But it is not always a game ...
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